Alchemy & Martial Supreme

In the secret territory, Qin Ming's alchemy room was brightly lit.

"The body of the pill god, refine." Qin Ming took out the spiritual plants from the spatial ring, and lightly threw them away, and the spiritual plants flew towards the purple flame.

The moment a Zhu Ling plant touches the flame, it turns into a small liquid bead, flying in the air.

Lan Zhi, who was standing by and watching Qin Ming's alchemy, covered her small mouth with a surprised expression on her face.

She had never seen anyone making alchemy like this, even the emperor in the sect needed the help of the alchemy furnace.

Moreover, Qin Ming's speed in refining the pill was too fast, more than a hundred times faster than the emperor in the sect.

What Qin Ming is currently refining is an eight-rank soul refining pill. Even if the emperor is refining it, he still needs to be attentive, focused, and attentive. Seeing Qin Ming’s appearance, she can clearly feel his It didn't seem to be refining an eight-rank pill at all, it was like refining a first-rank pill.

Relaxed and relaxed, with a calm face.

"Condensation." Randomly pinched a pill, the pill solidified instantly, no more, no more than twenty perfect eighth-grade soul-refining pills.

Taking out a jade bottle, Qin Ming packed them in, and handed them to Lan Zhi: "You have been thinking about leaving the sect for a while, and there must be not many pills on your body! Keep these pills away."

After taking the pill in a daze, Lan Zhi reacted from shock. Qin Ming just refined 20 instead of ten.

She had never seen or heard of it. Eight-Rank Soul Refining Pills can still produce 20, and even ten Soul Refining Pills can hardly be refined.

According to the basic common sense of the alchemist, one pot of eight-rank soul-refining pill plant can produce up to ten finished pill. Of course, this is only theoretical, and the alchemist who can make ten finished pill. Very few.

There are more possibilities to refine two or three pills, even if it is a pill emperor, when refining an eight-level pill, there will be a high probability of failure.

"Is this the ability of God-level talents and supernatural powers?" Except for the god-level talents and supernatural powers, she couldn't imagine that an alchemist actually refined twenty soul refining pills.

Qin Ming shook his head and said with a smile: "This is not the ability of God-level talents and supernatural powers. Although the god-level talents are extremely powerful, they still don't have the ability to be born out of nothing."

After speaking, Qin Ming walked to the alchemy furnace next to him, opened the alchemy furnace lid, put in an eight-rank soul alchemy pill, and gently closed the lid.

Putting his right hand under the alchemy furnace, his body surged, and a trace of aura moved toward the alchemy furnace. Qin Ming's spiritual energy burned violently in the alchemy furnace, and the flame was red, which was just ordinary pill fire.

For Qin Ming, he could refine a furnace of Soul Refining Pill at his fingertips. There was no need to bother to adjust his mood and furnace, and then put the plants into the spirit plants one by one.

He only needs to put all the spiritual plants in the alchemy furnace and burn them with a large fire. He has refined the pill for more than 10,000 years, and each plant can be controlled as he pleases, without the slightest stubbornness, and there is no need for those cumbersome. Preparation tools.

Seeing Qin Ming starting to make alchemy again, Lan Zhi walked to the alchemy furnace curiously. It was not the first time she saw an alchemist refining pills, but this was the most amazing time she had ever seen.

There is no need for a furnace, no need to put each plant into the spirit plant, which is really incredible.

Even if it is cooking, different dishes are matched together, and there is a sequence of firing, but Qin Ming completely ignored the imperceptible rules of alchemists. His method is even simpler than cooking, so that he can refine Lingzhi successfully. ?